MOTHER

In the silence of the night, a soul so dear,

My mother’s love, a presence I hold near.

Through joy and sorrow, she stood so strong,

Yet now, she’s gone, and I’m left to long.

Her laughter, once a melody so sweet,

Now echoes softly in memories’ retreat.

In the hush of the wind and the rustling trees,

I feel her essence, a comforting breeze.

A sickness came, an uninvited guest,

Stealing the warmth from her gentle chest.

I couldn’t mend her, though I tried so hard,

She slipped away, like a fragile shard.

No more the touch of her tender hand,

No more the comfort of her understand.

In the hollow spaces, her absence rings,

A symphony of loss, my heart it stings.

Her absence, a void, a painful scar,

Her voice now just a distant star.

Yet, in the ache of this profound grieve,

Her love, like a river, continues to weave.

Oh, Mother mine, in the celestial space,

Do you see the tears on my weary face?

Your absence, a storm that relentlessly rages,

Leaving me lost in life’s lonely pages.

The memories of you, a bittersweet pain,

A torrent of longing, a ceaseless rain.

Through the mist of sorrow, I search for you,

In dreams, in whispers, in moments true.

Gone from my sight, but never from my heart,

We’re oceans apart, yet never apart. I

n the canvas of my soul, your love’s brush,

Paints the colors of a bond that’ll never hush.

So here’s to you, my Mother so divine,

In the universe’s embrace, you now shine.

Embraced by stars, in the cosmic sea,

You live on, forever, eternally free.